There's a green blur of some sort coming to help, excellent. The closer the green blur gets, the more Martin wonders just how bad his eyesight really is without those glasses. "Ah, thank you. Watch out for the glasses down there." He gratefully accepts Donnie's outstretched hand. "I can't say this is how I was expecting my day to go." Then again, he's been able to say that most days as of late.